Luca’s Inferno by Karima Sa’ad Usman

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Emma. 

“Don’t forget about me, Emma,” Declan told me, and I woke up from my sleep again, panting. I had dreamt about Declan for three years. I kept a journal and wondered about the tricks my mind was playing. Was it real or a figment of my imagination? 

My real life was trash. Being from a low family in a pack was difficult because I had to be submissive every time. It was in my nature, and I hated it. Most of the time, I’d walk away from problems to avoid being rude or offensive. It wasn’t easy, but that was the card life dealt me. I had four loving brothers, a depressed mother and a father with a gambling problem. They all showed their love the best way they could, and I never asked for too much. Asking for too much would make me disappointed. 

Being a pretty woman, the eldest son of the beta family of our pack, Tomas Jefferson, took a liking to me. We had been dating for four years. I was hoping he would pop the questions soon, but I wasn’t going to hold my breath for it. A lot was in play where our relationship was concerned, and people often said he could do better. Tomas always shut them up by proving his undying love. I had often been tempted to compare him to mysterious Declan, but I knew that would be wrong. The man in my dreams was very unrealistic. 

doubted I ever would. Living in fantasy was

as usual. I reached for my phone to try Tomas’s line. I had been unable to reach him for two weeks, and now I was worried. What was he doing, and why was he avoiding me? The worst part was Heather said she had seen him around. Being from a low family herself, she did not dare to ask him why he was making himself scarce. I did not dare go to the beta’s house uninvited; I might be punished for it. Tomas has to take me there or invite me. My pack was that fucked up, and

his number with no expectations, and to my surprise, he answered.

he answered me

are you alright?” he asked, and

asked him, and

else, he hung up. Before he hung up, I heard his friend’s voice in the background, asking him to hurry. I

get off bed to get ready for the day. I was still job hunting and had an interview lined up for the afternoon. While in the shower, I thought of Tomas’s behaviour. It was unfair. No matter how busy he was, he had no right

severally why he was unwilling to take the step, and he always avoided answering the question altogether. I decided I needed to give him an ultimatum. We weren’t getting any younger; most of the people that got together when we did were

status by snagging a rich guy, but none of those things ever got to me. Tomas showed me that he genuinely loved me, and I knew I would have felt the same about him

lower class were insignificant. We were easily intimidated and highly submissive. My mother always told me there can’t be a leader without followers. One

more relevant if they became influential and made a lot of money, but the higher families made this impossible for

always had money or someone to lift them

the Casinos, trying to make their big win. That first big sum that will lift their family from the ground. My father was caught in that world, sadly making him an addict. He had gambled everything away.

not to want to move our relationship forward. I decided I was going to give him an ultimatum. If he wasn’t planning on marrying me, we might as well end

Trying to get a job as a Book Keeper was pretty hard, primarily because of my status. Most firms were uncomfortable hiring people like me for critical positions in their company. They claimed I would not have the confidence and authority needed for the job. How the fuck was my family going to escape poverty if we were